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A Day Late and a Dollar Short

I had a crazy busy weekend and just couldn't get it together to post anything. And, really, I'd like to be snoozing right now, so it's anyone's guess as to how coherent this will be. But, for you, I will trudge on & see what happens.

First of all, I made good on my threat. Ha! We've named him G-man (for Gnome Man). It's highly entertaining.

Next, look at this travesty of an NCAA tournament bracket. It's kind of hard to tell in the picture, but the east is dead to me now. I picked the wrong underdogs to win. Ah well, it makes the tournament more interesting.

On the crochet front, here's my latest square - #3 of pattern #5:

Finally, here's a temperature blanket update. Frankly, I think it's the weirdest thing. And adding red & orange this summer will only make it weirder. I kind of like it though - and I'm certainly paying more attention to the weather than I usually do!

Picking for the tournament bracket is kind of like choosing a line at the store -- you inevitably choose the wrong one, with someone who has a gazillion coupons that must be scanned individually or they're paying their total bill in coinage or they forgot their wallet and send their pokey teenager to the car to get it... But it gives you plenty of time to think about how you'll choose differently next time, only to have the same thing happen again. hahahahahahah

I could use your temperature blanket. I woke up early and came out to the kitchen so Ivan could sleep a little longer, and even with my robe on, I'm chilly! I think it's a fun blanket. Definitely a conversation starter! :)

I was my own delay at the grocery store today. I used the self checkout (I only had a few items) & after every one it would say that the attendant had been notified to assist me. Took twice as long as if I had just gotten into a line with a live checkout person :)

My wife is in the ABC club...anybody but Carolina! I, on the other hand, have always been a closet Tar Heel. I almost went there as an undergraduate, opting for the more intimate confines of Wake Forest because they made it worth my while. But I still think that if God isn't a Tar Heel, then why is the sky Carolina blue? :D

Oh you can imagine my dismay now that I have to either pull for UNC or Notre Dame (another school I can't stand). Ha! Can it be baseball season yet? I'm ready to watch my Braves have a wretched year...

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Born in the south, I lived in Ohio for nearly 20 years. Now I’m back “home.” Follow along as I travel barely remembered paths and learn how to be southern again. For example, will I ever get my accent back? Stay tuned!